Lost in the Fog

This poem can relate to many different things such as death, abusive relationships and other dangerous situations. It all depends on the way the reader chooses to see it.

I was never warned Never warned of the fog Never told of the dangers The risks The consequences of the fog I silently watched From a window I dirtied it with my finger prints Steamed from my curious breath Succumbing to the fog's temptation I climbed out the window Nobody stopped me And I played I played in the fog I danced in the fog I laughed and sang in the fog I could sense no danger Then, Sharply As quickly as I had entered The fog thickened Rising Higher Higher Higher I sensed danger The fog was too thick now Nobody could see me I called for help Nobody could hear me Then, with a force A subtle, gentle, Yet horrific force The fog wrapped itself Around and around my neck There was no struggle I was no match It mocked me Mocked me as it hurt me Killed me I dropped to the ground And with a final breath I became a victim A victim to the fog

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